I'm but a stranger here, Heav'n is my home; Earth is a desert drear, Heav'n is my home. Danger and sorrow stand round me on every hand; Heav'n is my fatherland, Heav'n is my home. What though the tempest rage, Heav'n is my home; Short is my pilgrimage, Heav'n is my home; Time's wild and wintry blast soon shall be over past; I shall reach home at last, Heav'n is my home. There at my Savior's side Heav'n is my home; I shall be glorified, Heav'n is my home. There are the good and blest, those I loved most and best; There, too, I soon shall rest, Heav'n is my home. Therefore I murmur not, Heav'n is my home; Whate'er my earthly lot, Heav'n is my home; And I shall surely stand there at my Lord's right hand. Heav'n is my fatherland, Heav'n is my home.Алғыс Ием Саған تعليق Ó, Te vagy, Uram مقدمة Ҝеҹəлəр улдузлар сајрышыр Ҝөјдə 耶和华用大能的手 frḥạnyn bḥlạwẗ sẖkẖṣk Find me here at Your place Хоть крест мой бывает тяжелым zhǔ de shēn tǐ wèi wǒ men
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